Two people spotted us in Harrods, one at the Disney shop and one at the science shop place.
"This is insane." Jesse exclaimed throwing his hands in the air. I just laughed and re adjusted my bags that were cutting into my arms. I had about 12 bags and they were slowing digging into my skin.
"Are you alright?" Jesse asked, seeing me struggling. We were almost at the train station but I didn't think I could hold the bags for much longer, "Can you take a few of these?" I asked holding up some of the bags. He only had one bag, and it had a few t shirts in, so I didnt think he would mind. He rolled his eyes and laughed, taking half of my bags.
"Of course."
"Thanks!"
We got home at about 6 and Jesse asked if we wanted to go to his for a while. Me and Gemma agreed but Lissa had to be home by half 6 so we walked her home before going to Jesse's. When we got in Becky was on the phone walking down the stairs.
"Wait! He's just walked through the door! I'll pass you over love.."
She pushed the phone across the table in the hallway, towards Jesse, and headed into the kitchen. He picked the phone up frowning.
"Hello?"
As soon as the caller answered a grin spread across Jesse's face. He walked into the living room, turning to look back at us. He was blushing and giggling. Signalling for us to go upstairs he walked out of the back door deep in conversation.
"Who was it, d'ya think?" Gemma asked, throwing herself on Jesse's bed and shoving a lolly in her mouth.
"No idea?" I shrugged, grabbing his guitar and sitting on the floor. I played quietly as we chatted about who it could be.
"What about a secret girlfriend!?" Gemma joked. I stopped playing, looking out of the window. It suddenly hit me. It was so obvious who it was!
"Darcy." I muttered, smiling to myself. It must have been, why else would he have been blushing like that!
"DARCY IS JESSE'S SECRET GRILFREND!?" Gemma shouted, slightly too loud. I started laughing and was about to explain when I was interrupted by the door opening.
I turned to face Jesse, who was stood in the doorway glaring at me.
"Why!?"
"Jesse I.."
"You're so jealous you decide to make up rubbish. Great friend."
I stared at him, shocked. He walked past me and sat with Gemma on his bed.
"Ella I think you should leave."
The tears stopped a few hours ago but the headache won't budge. Thudding constantly in the background. An extreme nuisance. I took another tablet, swallowing the mouthful of water. What the hell was this! I felt another wave of nausea and ran to the bin, causing the tears to flow again.
"Ella?" I turned too quickly, causing me to feel sick again. I stuck my head back to the opening of the bin, emptying my stomach for what had to be the 12th time in the hour.
I felt a cool hand on my back, not bothering to turn around, I could hear the soothing Irish accent through my sobs and the thudding but I couldn't work out what was being said.
"ELLA JESSIE GORDAN!"
I turned around, finally not feeling sick. I slumped against the bin, resting my head against the cool metal.
"Where's your mum!? Ant?!"
Jesse was looking out of the kitchen door and calling into the other rooms frantically. I tried to reply but every time I opened my mouth I felt like I was going to throw up. I finally mananged to speak, well whisper, one word.
"work."
He nodded and tried to move me slowly. I shook my head and protested.
"You need to move, you can't stay there!"
I started crying again, trying to cling to Jesse. He pushed me away and picked up the phone. The last thing I saw was him dialing 999. My eyes went fuzzy and it felt like someone was letting fireworks off inside my skull.
Then just black.
